Everything was prepared, and Yan Ming also changed his previous itinerary.

The Momba tribe can't go for the time being. Once the two thousand Hu cavalry captains led by himself encountered the main army of King Zuo Xian, even if the military crossbows were advanced, in this kind of open grassland, it would not be enough for the Hun cavalry to charge on a large scale.

"Go to the clouds." After this small-scale actual combat of military crossbows, Yan Ming felt that it was not a problem to rely on military crossbows, fire mines, and large condor crossbows to hold the clouds.

If he can hold the clouds, he will have the hope of digging a big pit for the Huns.

The man who was rescued was called Sima Xiu, twenty-two years old. He is a member of the Han Dynasty and a border citizen. Because of the injuries on his body, Yan Ming didn't say much to him. Let him rest and recuperate.

Along the way, Sima Xiu received special care from the more than fifty women.

These women survived, even though they had just lost their loved ones. But as a border citizen, death is commonplace. It can't be said that they are numb in their minds, but different environments have created their adaptability.

Therefore, they talked and laughed with Sima Xiu along the way, but people couldn't tell that they had just escaped death and lost their relatives.

After three days of trekking, Yan Ming and the others went around the outside and became familiar with the Xiongnu region in a small environment.

This neighborhood is a place where the Xiongnu and Han forces are intertwined, so there are no Xiongnu herdsmen, and there are no border people of the Han Dynasty.

They came to the clouds without wind or waves.

The governance office of Yunzhong County was originally not called Yunzhong, but Yan Ming felt that it was too awkward to call it like this, so he discussed with Liu Che and directly changed the name of the governance office of Yunzhong County to Yunzhong.

At this time, Cloudsdale was in ruins. The walls were earthy, and there were pieces of charred black on them. All of them are traces left by the attack of the Huns.

The number of residents in Yunzhong County has also reached a new low point at this time.

When he saw the traces of Yan Ming and their army, an anxious sound of gongs sounded on the ruined city wall. What followed was a resolute look of the defenders.

They held hard bows in their hands, carried knives and guns, and were always ready to play with the Huns.

At this time, the defenders who could be left and were still standing on the city wall were definitely veterans who would not die on the battlefield. There is no passion in their eyes, no fear.

It seems that everything is so bland. Raw, don't like it. Death, not sorrow.

Facing the army approaching outside, these veterans did not pull their bows in a hurry like the new recruits. That's too much work.

They were just silently calculating when this group would be within range. When they're in, shoot with a bow!

"Maoling Hou Yanming, the cavalry general Wei Qing, led the Hu cavalry captain army to defend Yunzhong City." Approaching the city gate, the Hu cavalry captain stopped at a distance of an arrow.

Someone immediately reported the names of Yan Ming and Wei Qing.

The old army in the city looked at the bright banner of the Han Dynasty, and then looked at the faces below, it was indeed not a bearded bearded man. Then he waved his hand.

The tattered suspension bridge in Cloudsdale was slowly lowered.

Northland, dry spring.

The moat had dried up and become a large ditch. If it was really the Huns. This city is no longer in danger to defend.

Looking at Cloud City, which was only three miles from east to west, north and south, Yan Ming sighed.

If in later generations, this kind of border town is the most prosperous place for transnational economic and trade, you can see different styles of big farts. Stock girls swaggering in the streets.

But now, it's really a dead place.

War is the most stupid mistake of mankind.

It is thousands of young and strong lives who pay for this mistake. And those who enjoy the fruits of this mistake are the great men who have been boasted and packaged.

It's a philosophical question.

Yan Ming can't solve this problem.

He believes that the world will develop, and one day, either humanity will eliminate war, or war, it will destroy humanity!

Now, obviously, it is impossible to eliminate war, so we can only be fully prepared for war.

There is an ugly female harlequin who used to be strong. Rape made a humorous explanation, that is, to meet the beast and enjoy it slowly.

In the face of the Huns, the Han Dynasty is obviously not calm, and he can't enjoy it slowly. Then there is only one way to go back.

In fact, everyone knows one thing.

That is, sending Yan Ming to the border pass to build a city is equivalent to declaring war on the Huns.

Everyone knows that Yan Ming is an out-and-out main battle faction.

Everyone knows that Yan Ming is the most trusted marquis around the emperor.

Everyone knows that the Empress Dowager Dou is very fond of Yan Ming and looks at each other with blue eyes.

Therefore, at this sensitive time, it must have a deeper meaning to let Yan Ming come to build the city.

Yan Ming didn't have time to pay attention to these interpretations.

Because what he had to do now was the hundreds of defenders in front of him.

Among these defenders, the officers were all killed.

According to common sense, when an officer dies in battle, the army will be scattered.

But they didn't, and the defenders on the border did not disperse because of the death of the lieutenants and generals.

They spontaneously organized, selected the best among them, and arranged the order, agreeing that if anyone died in battle, the rest would continue to lead the army and people to resist the Xiongnu.

People have dreams.

After years of fighting, these old defenders have regarded the killing of the Huns as the biggest dream of their lives.

Listening to them narrate the recent situation in a straight language, Yan Ming's eyes moistened, and tears rolled down uncontrollably.

If there really are the loveliest people in this world, then these old defenders are definitely one of the loveliest.

"We are not for the country, and the land of the country does not belong to us. But in this city, our relatives and friends live. Many of us, who have been in the border city for many years, have wives and children, and our lives have taken root here. Others can flee or withdraw, but we are the hardest bones that the Huns want to gnaw off. ”

"If they want to eat us, they have to be prepared to lose their teeth."

The old defender's words were very stable, and there were no grandiose words, but the killing machine that sank between the lines was definitely not something that ordinary people could bear.

Similarly, Yan Ming's tears also made the hearts of the old defenders gradually get closer to him.

There have been too many generals and commanders in the border city.

Some of them came to the border city to gild, and they walked around the mission, even if they had the experience of fighting in the frontier, they went back to be promoted and made a fortune to marry a concubine.

Some came with full revenge, but their heads were cut off by the Huns. That's pretty good. Others just want to earn fame for themselves, and they don't care about the death or injury of the defenders.

In short, at the border, it is difficult to hope for a good official.

But this Yanhou is different, he listened to the words of the defenders, and saw the tattered clothes and hardships of the border people, and the tears in his eyes never stopped.

Such a tearful general may not be able to go to the battlefield, or he may not have the ability to protect himself. But he is definitely a good person who loves his people like a son.

What if you can't go to the battlefield and protect yourself? Can't we protect a good Hou Ye even if we work hard? The old defenders thought in their hearts, and they already regarded Yan Ming as their own person.